Radio Broadcast Midnight 2
Episode 44

I immediately tried to get up when I opened my eyes, but the intense dizziness immediately struck.

"Yank! Don't move too much!" bang Win's orders were sitting next to the sofa I was lying on.

"Nengsih ...," I said raucously as I looked at Bang Win's clingy eyes.

"Nengsih is nothing. The baby is also not why. Just for a while, he had to be taken care of" explained Bang Win who made me incredibly relieved.

"Kok he can be electrocuted?" ask again after closing your eyes.

I heard a long breath, which made me look.

"Yank, why?" Curiosity began to fill me.

"Hud asked for a plug with the broken cable. He said he wanted to be used in his house. In addition, there was a fan that had been installed in the studio that I told to bring from the music equipment room. Do not know how the story, Hud's wife electrocuted time again tried to turn on the fan, use the problematic cable plug. He was electrocuted. That's why, Hud is hysterical and self-blame. He also did not know that his wife was very fond, to try the fan."

"Astagfirullah," I said. My heart is sliced, it is very sad to see the figure of Nengsih. After his first marriage failed, he lost his son at the hands of Teh Ayu. She herself was almost a victim, from her ex-husband's wife.

"Why, Yank?" asked Bang Win who saw me put my hand over closed eyes for holding back tears.

"Sad ..., Last time to chat with Nengsih on the terrace. There is a bazaar here. He said he could buy macems of goods sold at low prices. I also imagine, how she just senengnya, until finally electrocuted because of want to try the fan. Though the fan that was given to him, just a used fan," I replied starting to sob.

"Sometimes, I feel like I have a lot of unfulfilled desires. I didn't realize there were a lot of people out there, who didn't have a lot of my rich desires, and were grateful for what they'd already had.

"This must be Zianka," said Bang Win chuckling after being silent for a while, making me turn towards him with a clueless look.

"If you are mellow, spoiled, gentle, and rich in gini, this must be the influence of Zianka. But if you're stubborn, brave, wayward, barbaric, that's Ziandru's influence."

Instantly I laughed. Ever since I found out that I was pregnant with twins of different sexes, we both gave them names. Zianka for girls and Ziandru for boys. We also often match my behavior, with the behavior of our children later.

"Udah okay? Want to go home now?" ask the Bang Win I call. He helped me to get up, before embracing me walking out of his study, towards the parked car.

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I had just bribed the last broth of the cuanki I bought when Opi and Tomo Tea approached on the terrace.

"Xu, phone line is problematic. Sorry to say, but the Story of Midnight this time will not be able to call the source," said Teh Opi as he sat down.

"Not father, Tea. No papa, there's Tomo" I replied casually.

Tomo and Teh Opi stared at each other with flat faces.

"So I'll be your source, will I?" ask Tomo next to Hani Tea.

"Yes, I guess that's how it is. Not father, right?" ask me to make sure.

"Yes. Ora popo," he replied that suddenly made me and Teh Opi laugh out loud.

"Eh, Mo. You tea his sister Temen Rebel Tea?" ask Opi Tea. I, curious, leaned towards them.

"Yes! My brother was friends with Rebel Tea and Nday Tea when they went to Japan for a semester-long student exchange."

"Well, cool! Why do you know Gia yourself, Mo?" Opi tea is getting curious.

"I used to be in a Japanese band. Gia is a friend of Taka's wife, who is the vocalist of our band."

"The Gia Team in Japan? His name is Rinai, right?" timpal.

"Rubber. Inoxu know?"

"Ngga. Gia only ever told me," I replied with a big smile.

"Assalamualaikum! Hello Inoxu Tea, Opi Tea, and Kang Tomo," exclaimed Adul who had just arrived.

The three of us answered his greetings and told Adul to sit down. For a while, the chatter about the Japanese state dominated our conversation, until Gia and Remi arrived. After that, we all rushed to the studio for the broadcast, while Teh Opi returned home because it had been picked up by Kang Krishna.

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"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi. The Story of Midnight Radio Rebel Bandung 12.08 FM is back with Inoxu and Adu from studio three. How are all the listeners? May you always be healthy and in the protection of Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala, aamiin. For information, from today until the next week, there is a bazaar held on the page of Radio Rebel office. For listeners who want to buy products from vendors at low prices, just wash their eyes or meet with favorite broadcasters, can come directly, right? To the Radio Rebel office on Cipaganti Bandung street.

One song, I will play as the beginning of the story tonight, Mojang Majalengka request from Jikustik with Pandangi Langit Tonight. Stay tuned on, and don't go anywhere," I opened the broadcast at exactly eleven o'clock in the evening.

Amu joins Adu and Tomo who are chatting lightly, until the song that plays almost ends and Remi again gives a sign.

"That's him Jikustik with Pandangi Langit Tonight, ya gaes ya. Oh yes, before, Adul on behalf of the Story of Midnight would like to ask for help because tonight there is a disruption in our phone line. Therefore, in exchange for the usual speakers, Adu and Teh Inoxu will interview the speakers directly in the studio.

As listeners may already know, there is a new broadcaster holding a new broadcast program on Radio Rebel. This broadcaster broadcasts, about educational information abroad. This new broadcaster is a native Japanese ya gaes ya. Anyway, Radio Rebel has become more colorful since the new broadcaster joined. Let's say hello, Kang Tomo!" Adul continued the broadcast.

"How are all the listeners?" greet Tomo friendly. "May always be healthy, huh?"

"Yes Kang Tomo, hopefully the listeners of Radio Rebel Bandung are always healthy. Kang Tomo, if you may know, where the hell is Japan?" ask Adul.

"I'm from Shibuya, Kang Adul."

"Oh, Shibuya is if not wrong, famous for the story of a loyal dog named Hachiko is not it? Who's waiting for his master in front of Shibuya station?" my many.

"Inoxu Tea Beetles! Coincidentally my house is not far from Shibuya station, where there is a statue of Hachiko in the park right in front of the station."

"Tomo's kang is Japanese?" Return to bwranya .

"Yes Kang. I am a native of Japan, but have often vacationed in Indonesia. My brother himself has many friends from Indonesia, whom he met during a student exchange program in Japan."

"A really cool wine, huh? If you can go to school in Japan," said Adul.

"Schools in Indonesia are more fun. If in Indonesia, high school students who want to continue their education to university, study only until the afternoon. But in Japan, we study until nine or ten o'clock at night, Kang."

"Well, it's really bad Kang Tomo!"

"Yes, Inoxu Tea. Although it was nine in the morning, but still, a day it was studied at school for twelve hours."

"Saturday's holiday?"

"Holiday, Kang Aful. So school's only until Friday."

"Are there really strange things? Will the malem continue?" ask Adul again.

"Yes there! Some scary stories also circulated in our school in Japan. Just like the horror story about schools in Indonesia."

"What's the story, Kang Tomo?" my many.

"The most I can't escape it's a story about a ngesot granny or a teke-teke ghost."

"Well, if it's sister here. If there's a granny?" Adul throws eyes.

"Yes kang. It just so happens that there is a friend of my age who has met this ngesot grandmother, after returning home from basketball club activities. This happened when we were in our first year of high school.

"Where's the story?" I was curious even though it was getting creepy.

"So the story, the basketball club boy just finished training one afternoon when it rained. There are rumors circulating, if in the rain in the afternoon, right at 4 pm past 44 minutes, the granny ngesot will appear on the road that is located right behind the school. Even if you want to go through there, do not walk right on the white line in the middle of the road."

"How come?" timpal Adul's.

"My friend was a new student who did not believe the rumors, and was desperate to go home through the back roads of school. At first nothing happened at all, and he thought it was just plain humor. Until finally, he recklessly walked right on the white line located in the middle of the road.

Every step, a srek sound was heard from behind him. But when he looked, there was no one in sight. The longer he walked, the more the voice seemed to follow. Until he panicked and ran. In the midst of the panic, she fell right over the white line, and while looking back, a grandmother was chasing after her with her hands."

"Hand?" my many.

"Yes Inoxu Tea. The nennek only has half the body which is only samoai in the stomach. To walk he used his hands. That person followed my friend. Amidst the fright, my friend retreated and came out of the white line, and suddenly, the figure of the granny frowned."

"Oh, so the granny took that straight white line, didn't she, Kang?" ask Adul.

"Yes, you could say that."

"That's a big deal huh? If on the road meet that rich," said I lirih who responded to the oddity by Adul.

"Just relax Inoxu Tea, it's far away in Japan. Won't come here. It's a long way off, have to get on a plane first."

I stared cynically at Adu and saw that Remi had raised her hand to mark the duration of the broadcast was almost over.

"It's really interesting that Kang Tomo's story about the horror story that circulated in Japanese schools. Wherever there is, there will always be horror stories. In fact, things like that are close and side by side with humans," I took over the broadcast.

"It's been an hour and a half, me, Adu and Kang Tomo accompany all the listeners. Thank you very much for Kang Tomo who is ready to be a resource person. Thank you also to the listeners who have listened to this broadcast until the end. One song request Melati Putri Melati from Budi Doremi with Time Machine, will be the end of the Story of Midnight this time. Inoxu, Adul, Kang Tomo and the team please leave, wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

I turned off the mic and clapped loudly with the others, in gratitude to Tomo who was willing to be the source.

Prok prok prok prok!

We all looked at each other in wonder, when there was still the sound of clapping from nowhere, when the five of us had stopped clapping the daei earlier. After a few seconds of being missed and realizing the situation, I immediately took off the coarse headphones and grabbed my phone, before running outside the studio followed by another.

Brak! Pork! Brug!

As always. Adul the last conscious, being the last out of the studio because it was wrapped around the headphone cable, toppled from the chair, and hit the closed studio door with a howl for help.